So silent we could hear the ringing in our ears, Katja and I wandered the empty streets in bewilderment.
There are 365 days in a year, but somehow we managed to arrive on Totensonntag—Death Sunday, or to put it lightly Remembrance Sunday—November 19th, 2011.
This sacred Christian holiday shuts down the streets in a vow of silence, leading to our less-than-warm first impression of Munich. As a pause for a remembrance of the dead, Totensonntag can even mean a temporary ban on dancing and sporting events, depending on the city.
As we turned down another street, we passed the unexpected: men coupled off, hand and hand, parading the street. We’ve stumbled on a night of merry-making with just one simple turn on a different block.
I’m puzzled. “Is there some sort of gay pride event tonight?” I asked.
Katja turned to me and cracks a smile. “Ah, I’m not sure… but it looks like we found company!” she chuckled.
Yes, Glockenbachviertel, a quarter of Munich, a livelihood for Munich’s gay populace, along with artists, musicians, and many, many German hipsters. Well students I mean…
“PEOPLE!” I thought. “There are people here!”
It figures our hostel front desk guy didn’t explain any of these important details, from Totensonntag to the contrary Glockenbachviertel nightlife.
Aw well. Despite Totensonntag’s ominous impression, we found Munich’s Glockenbachviertel a upbeat and a warm safe haven compared to the rest of the city. Happy travels in Munich and take it from me—don’t go on Totensonntag! Instead, wait a day later and stroll around the English garden: A much happier alternative.
Note: this is a post reiterated from two years back, and was published on let’sgo.com. Hope you enjoy
- See more at: http://www.letsgo.com/europe/germany/blogs/katerinaf/2012/05/04/greetings-munich-death-sunday